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Karashmuhia
The Midnight Terror (poems By Karashmuhia)
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We call it love...but actually a mistery...
Midnight.. deeply lost in thoughts...feeling a distant music... trying to figure it out....hm.. actually..from the heart...
Slowly by slowly...upto roof top...only to feel the music multiply ...
Cool winds started blowing...thus worrying the hell out of me ..
Eyes captived by a specific star...
Hm...I think am in love with it...
It brought to zoom ..memos of my past love ...of course..the love I used to hate..
Love happened to be scarce...she refilled with hatred... stirred up with anger...
I was careless...I never knew the importance of love... likewise..the value...
I dumped her...I sent her away...
And I forgot how to love.
Currently..in deep motion.... could I be in love..??
If yes..to who.?
Mmh... maybe..the star...
If yes.. why the star....
It brought a pinch of an old love..
Making me to be a little nervous..
Could it be her again..if yes,,why..??
Am beginning to love her again...
Am regaining my love...
Hm . ...she is back to my life...she is back to my heart...
Back to love and care for me
Where are you... where are you my love..
Am beginning to miss you..am beginning to love you....
Where are you..?
The winds brought your memos...may the stars locate you..and the moon to direct you...
Come back to me... come back to me my love...
Hmm...is it true that am beginning to love you or just ma'night_mares????...
Come on...let's try it together..
Come on... come back to me..
Kiss and hug me.. am longing for you...
Come on...let's refound our love ...
Let's rebuild our bond...
Opposition is a hell ..we damn ...
Love is a key ..we penetrate
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Karashmuhia
The Daughter's Cry (poems By Karashmuhia)
~1.0 mins read
Heed mama heed
This quiet time again
Believe my voice
And the words I whisper
I need a strong spirit
The spirit of my father
My backbone and strength
The lord of this house
Friends keep asking
Whom do I resemble?
This makes me weak
Cos I know the one
I'm a female
But I'm not for sale
Bold as your father some say
But why I'm I used without pay?
Come again mummy
And leave not daddy behind
Though there's a gap between us
Yet you both can hear my cry
I miss your night tales
I miss the beach tour
I miss the table you set
I miss you both
I'm all alone in the dark
Looking at your wedding pictures
Swimming in the pool of my tears
I even lack courage to on the light
Wish to come to your graves
But it's too deep in the night
But if you both can hear my voice,
Then, that's your daughter
cry.
©? Karashmuhia
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